Текст песни Empty Shell

We shall dred the forthcoming

Every second sears me

As my anticipation drips, stepping back to where it started

Grasping my first weapon

As a protector, wearing my armor

Swollen with pride, having the initiative

Without insight, training will be an aid

And debriefing ensues
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Intelligence will serve us well

But nothing could ever truly prepare

This is what we dred

Strategy ripped from my mind in cold blood

Replaced with mere survival

What have I become?

But I have not yet begun to fight

And I will not be deterred